Noon on Wednesdays in Mike's Deli is usually packed with office workers ramming their food down in a half hour so that they can get back to work on time. Not much talking. A lot of fast eating. On this day, however, there were just four people in the place and they weren't as interested in eating as talking.
At one table by the window sat two fiftyish year old guys, dressed in suits, huddled over their coffee cups chatting away about putting the make on the two young ladies at another table in the far corner. The men, who were real estate salesmen with nothing to sell, were deciding who would take which girl. Salesman Number One picked the tall blonde and Salesman Number Two chose the short brunette. Their plan was to take the girls back to Number Two's apartment where they would all have a drink, enjoy a strip tease dance by the girls and after watching the two young ladies perform a girl on girl scene, they would fuck them. They had it all figured out.
Across the room the brunette saw it coming. She told her companion she would handle it.
"Of course you will," the blonde said with a laugh, "You're the ballsy one."
"Hi girls," sang Salesman Number One as they approached, "How we doing today."
"Okee dokee, sweetie," cooed the brunette. She turned to the blonde and mouthed, "I love his comb over." The blonde giggled into her soda.
"Listen ladies, we were wondering." Number One started to say but was cut off in mid sentence by the brunette standing up next to him and placing her body against his.
"You're going to ask us up to your place for a drink and then were hoping to get a blow job after me and my friend eat each other out. Right?"
Both men stood speechless.
"Listen boys," the brunette continued, "your line is so weak and pitiful. Now why don't you get home to your wives so they don't get bored and look for some young stud to take your place!"
Both men stood red faced for a moment then turned and walked away.
"But thanks for the compliment, assholes," called out Bette.
She giggled into her soda again.
The brunette sat down, waving her hand as though she were erasing the incident so she could move on to something important.
"Fuck them, Bette," she said to the blonde, "Listen, I have something real serious to talk to you about. I did something that may piss you off."
"Debbi, Tell me you didn't ruin that new skirt I lent you for last Saturday's date. If you let some guy get his gooie stuff on my new skirt you will buy me a new one," said Bette in a mock angry tone of voice.
"Shut up, Bette. It's not about your stupid skirt."
Both girls sat looking at each other for a moment.
"I. Shit. I. Oh, shit. I fucked Davie yesterday," Debbie blurted out.
Bette looked at her frind like she didn't hear her.
"Davie?" she asked. "My brother David?"
"Bette, I'm so sorry. I can't believe I did it!"
"You screwed my brother? Where?," Bette asked.
"In your TV room, Bette. I'm so sorry."
"Wow. I can't believe you and my brother, fucking in my house. That is too much."
Debbi reached for Bette's hand and squeezed it.
"Bette, tell me your not mad at me."
"Mad? Wow. Both of you naked . Doing it. Holy cow,"
"Yea, Bette. What about me and you. Aren't you pissed at me?" asked Debbi.
"Whew! Pissed? Deb, now that the shock is over I want to hear all about it,"
"Your kidding me. I thought you'd never forgive me."
"Listen, Deb. I have to tell you a secret now. A week ago I was walking past the bathroom and Davie was in the shower. The door was open and the shower door wasn't slid closed and I saw him standing there. In the shower. Naked."
"So, what's so secret about that," Deb said with a nervous laugh.
"Deb, he was jerking off. I saw his cock and it was huge."
"I know, Bette. I felt it."
Bette took a deep breath. "I stood there and watched him jack off and shoot cum all over the tile wall. I never believed a guy could shoot cum like that. It was like a thick stream of water. I heard it smack on the wall. I couldn't move it was so hot looking. When he finished I ran away from the door so he wouldn't catch me but I can't get that scene out of my mind."
"Bette, your brother is so hot. I want to fuck him again."
"I don't blame you, Deb"
"Well then. Um. It's okay if I do? Alright? Please tell me it's okay. Cause my folks are out tonight until tomorrow afternoon and I asked him over."
"Sure it's okay, Deb. I just hope I get to see him do it again sometime."
Both girls sat there sipping their sodas quietly. Thoughts were rolling around in both their heads. Slowly their eyes met and Debbi was the first to speak.
"Wanna watch us, Bette? Me and Davie?"
"Your kidding Deb, how could I do that? Damn, could I? When?"